Sick young master is addicted to sticking to me

After meeting that day, Yue Han never took the initiative to talk to Wei Mingyang again.

He didn't want to serve this young master. He was going to spend three months watching TV and playing games in this mansion. After three months, he would leave regardless of whether he was paid or not.

His family has been doctors of traditional Chinese medicine for generations, and he despises people who are not responsible for their own health.

Besides, he is now being chased everywhere for debts, so it's not bad to be able to settle his thoughts here for three months.

But the pleasant time is always short. Within two days, Zheng Ming, who was guarding outside the door, came to him.

"The madam said that if you continue to slow down your work, the time you stay here will be extended indefinitely."

"What?" Yue Han, who was nestling on the sofa and gnawed on the chicken leg, was so shocked that the chicken leg in his hand almost fell to the ground, "Didn't you say that you only need to hang out for three months? Zheng Ming, you are lying to me!"

Zheng Ming smiled awkwardly, "It is true that the previous people were let go after hanging around for a while, but you seem to be the only lady's favorite, so the time has been extended infinitely."

"That's not what's written in the contract, but it says, the contract period is three months!"

"If Party B fails to perform its obligations, Party A has the right to extend the time indefinitely."

"Uh..." Yue Han hastily looked at the contract, his face turned livid, "I'm sorry, there really is!"

"Come on, Yuehan!" Zheng Ming calmly encouraged Yuehan just like before.

Yue Han was so annoyed that he threw the chicken legs at him directly, "The villain who tipped off the news! Don't think I didn't see you calling that old woman to report every day!"

"But I am very serious about your support. If you raise the young master well, your return will not be less."

"Get out!" Yue Han put his head in his hands, bowed his head and pondered for a long time.

It is impossible to escape from here, surrounded by bodyguards, all carrying electric shock batons, even if he is a superman, he can't get out, so the only plan for now is to start with that young master.

"Damn it, there's no way around him."

There was still a plate of chicken legs on the table, but Yue Han had no interest in eating these chicken legs. He got up from the sofa dejectedly, took a deep breath, and went upstairs.

The innermost room, the most gloomy room, just looking at it like this, he felt that the surroundings of the room were filled with darkness, but he finally bite the bullet and kicked open the door, "Wei Mingyang, if you are a man, come out and have a good talk." talk!"

Wei Mingyang, who was startled by him, stood up suddenly from the computer chair, and fell down on the recliner behind him because of sudden dizziness, "Are you sick?"

"I'm not sick, but you are sick!"

"roll!"

"I want to get out too, but your mother has already given orders today. If I don't get you, young master, I won't be able to leave here for the rest of my life! So, I'm sorry, I have to be rough."

As he spoke, he almost held his nose and walked into the room full of strange smells.

"What are you doing? You let go! Let go! Ah, bastard!"

Regardless of Wei Mingyang's beating, Yue Han picked up the man with one hand, and went straight to the bathroom. After putting the man in the bathtub, he picked up the shower and sprayed cold water on the young master.

"What are you..."

"Shut up, don't let me hear another dirty word from you!" Yue Han pinched Wei Mingyang's neck and pressed his head into the water for a few seconds.

"Google, bah, bastard! Are you trying to murder me?"

"Don't you just want to die? I'll help you. Anyway, I'm forced to collapse. Why don't you die? I'll go to prison, and if I go to prison, I won't be chased by creditors to collect my debts!" Press his head into the water again.

"Gudu Gudu—cough cough cough, don't, don't come again, uh..."

Yue Han saw that it was almost done, so he took his hand away from Wei Mingyang's neck, "If you don't want to die, wash yourself, go downstairs and have a good talk with me."

"I don't want to talk to you."

"Then let you talk to the water." Yue Han pinched Wei Mingyang's neck and was about to press into the water, but the young master stomped heavily on his toe.

He took two steps back in pain. Seeing that Wei Mingyang was about to go out, he said directly: "If you have the ability, go out and find someone. It's good to let them see how you look. The young master of the Wei family is from the Mediterranean Sea. This may make the bodyguards feel better." Laugh for a year."

Wei Mingyang, who was running outside, stopped and called, "I have a wig!"

"That's really unfortunate, I used your video camera to record you like this." Yue Han took off the video camera pinned to his collar, and shook it at Wei Mingyang, "It's true that I can't post it online, but I You can share it with the bodyguards outside, they must have interesting expressions when they see you."

"Bastard!" Wei Mingyang's pale face was livid with anger, he stood there trembling, and rushed forward to grab Yue Han.

Yue Han raised his hand above his head, Wei Mingyang was shorter than him, so he couldn't get it anyway, but because of his weakness, he was sweating profusely, and his whole body was limp, hanging directly on his body.

"How about making a deal? You listen to me and cooperate with my work. On the day I leave, I will destroy the video."

"dream!"

"In this case..." Yue Han yelled directly downstairs, "Zheng Ming, come up, I have something to tell you."

"You!" Wei Mingyang stared at him with wide eyes.

Yue Han just smiled at him, "I've given you a chance, Young Master Wei, Zheng Mingke is coming up soon, will you make this deal or not?"

"Master, I'm coming in." Zheng Ming's voice came from outside the door, Wei Mingyang grabbed Yue Han's wrist nervously, and looked at him like a frightened deer.

Yue Han still looked at him with a smile, and said, "Hurry up, he's coming in, Young Master Wei."

"Success, deal."

"Very good." The bathroom door was opened at this moment, and Yue Han quickly pulled up Wei Mingyang's clothes, and blocked the sight of the bodyguards outside the door in the posture of helping Wei Mingyang undress.

"You are..."

Yue Han explained: "The young master wants to take a bath, but he has no strength. I will help him undress. By the way, Zheng Ming, please go and order someone to change the young master's room. It's too gloomy here, and it's not good for his health."

"But, young master, he must live in this room."

"That was before, now I have agreed with him to live in the sun, right? Master?" Yue Han said, pulling down his clothes warningly.

Wei Mingyang nodded hurriedly, "Yes, I want to live in a well-lit place, so hurry up!"

Zheng Ming was stunned, "Ah, then, then I will prepare immediately!"

"Then you go, by the way, you prepare some porridge, the young master is going to go downstairs for dinner after taking a bath."

"I don't, I..." Wei Mingyang sensed that Yue Han was about to pull down his clothes again, and hurriedly said, "I'll wait downstairs for dinner."

"This is obedient."

Yue Han nodded in satisfaction, and took off Wei Mingyang's clothes...